A whore who abuses his position

The football players begin filing in one by one. You call a team meeting. You address the whole team on the benches{if Slut Jason = True} with Jason sitting happily on Ryan's lap{endif}.

"All right you shit bags, I'm extremely disappointed with what you've been doing all season, so I've decided to cut you all from the team." A communal gasp is released from the team.

"What do you mean coach" {if Slut Jason = True} Ryan said {else} Jason said {endif}

"If you want back on the team, you will need to pass a new physical and social examination. Everyone who would like to be on the team, I would like you to make a single file line outside of the auxiliary gym."

You get up and walk over to the Auxiliary gym. It's smaller and mostly used exclusively by the wrestling team, with mats set up on the floor.

The whole team lines up and you call the first one in. It's a Kyle, A big bulky himbo.

"Strip for the physical examination."

"What?" Kyle looked confused.

"I need to reassess if you are in requisite physical condition. I'm within full authority to do so." Kyle looking a little confused, complied, stripping naked. You stand up and walk over to examine Kyle with a clipboard. You make some notes:

Plump Ass, Thick Thighs, Fat cock

You then pull out a measuring tape, measuring his height and dick length.

5" soft

"Are you done coach Johnson? Am I back on the team?"

"Hmmm. Well you seem to pass the physical requirements, lets see your social requirements. I want you to sit and observe the next application." With that you point in a chair. He goes to pick up his clothes, but you get them first and toss them aside. "You won't be needing these to sit. It's not like you haven't seen each other naked anyway." He looks frustrated and sits. He initially crosses his legs to cover his junk, but viewing that as too gay you presume, he just covers his crotch with his beefy arms.

"Next one in, chop chop." In walks Ray and he looks confused to see his teammate's naked body.

"Coach why is Kyle naked?"

"So will you Ray, if you want to be on this team. Now strip, time for your physical examination. Come on don't be shy." Ray initially is confused, but eventually he too strips naked. You go up with your clipboard and measuring tape, making similar notes as before. You look over at Kyle who is doing everything he can not to look at Ray's naked body. "Kyle what do you think of Ray's body?" Ray looks directly at Kyle who is still averting eye contact.

"It's good," Kyle says,

"Well it can't be that good if you're not even looking at it."

"Yeah bro," Ray says a little frustrated, "What's wrong you think you're better or something?" Kyle looks up at Ray and than responds,

"You know what coach I think he's a little too skinny,"

"How dare you Kyle," Ray says angrily, "You're a piece of shit."

"Alright alright," you say holding back Kyle with your hand on his pec. I see we should probably move on. Time for the social examination. In this test we can learn a lot about another person through the art of wrestling. You hand each of them a wrestling singlet. Put these on.

Both look at each other with resentful expressions, but agree to put on the clothes.

"Alright boys, The goal of this examination is to see who socially dominant. The two of you will wrestle in the first one of you to cum inside the other, marking your territory wins." They both look at each other mortified.

"Did you say cum inside? Isn't that gay" Kyle says.

"Of course, I did. It's not gay if you cum inside a guy, its only gay if you let a man cum inside of you."

"Sounds legit," Ray says, turning to Kyle, "You're gonna be moaning for my cock, like the little cock whore you secretly are." Kyle turns and angrily says,

"Aww yeah, I bet your girlfriend has to put a strap-on and fuck you raw in order for you to cum,"

The two men begin grappling one another. Ray grabs onto Kyle's legs spreading them apart.

"Spread 'em Whore"

Kyle regains composure and grabs Ray by his asshole, pulling himself up.

Kyle eventually gets on Ray's back and begins thrusting his hips down to keep Ray in place.

After 5 minutes of struggling to break free, Ray begins to tire out and Kyle seizes the opportunity. Ripping a hole in both Ray and his own singlet, Kyle frees his dick and begins railing Ray's newly exposed ass. At first Ray yelps, but after a few moments he starts moaning in ecstasy. After a few initial cries asking Kyle to stop, Kyle begins begging for Ray to go deeper, a request Kyle all too happily complies with. You can feel the coach's own dick growing hard at he sight of his players raw dogging in. Kyle released one last moan and then let forth his load into Ray. Kyle unsheathed out of Ray and stood up.

"Congratulations Kyle, you are reinstated as apart of the team." Kyle has a big smile on his face.

"Thanks coach!" Kyle responds. You look over at Ray, his ass is leaking the cum, was Ray crying?

"Ray? Over here." Ray stood up. Limping he walked over, cum leaking down his leg. How much had Kyle pumped into him.

"So coach, am I off the team?"

"Well, Kyle what do you think?" Kyle looked up at you

"I mean...he did last quite a while before giving in."

"hmm..." you say "Well, I'll reinstate you to the team as long as Kyle takes responsibility for you and you have weekly check-ins with me. Ray looks up at you.

"Really coach," tears welling in his eyes. You give him a quick slap.

"No wonder you're a fag, crying like that. If a man gives you something, you accept it graciously."

"Yes, coach," Ray wipes his tears.

"As punishment for your tears, you must suck me dry." You whip out Coach Johnson's dick. Before Ray can acknowledge what happens, you ram your dick down his throat. "You're going to need to suck harder then that if you want to prove your manhood to me." Ray gargled on the coach's dick, sucking harder and faster. Eventually, you grab the back of Ray's head and pull your dick out. You erupt all over Ray's face. Ray's face has a solemn look, as if out of duty. "Good Ray, there is hope for you yet."

"Thank you Coach Johnson for the opportunity to prove myself."

"Good, now put back on your uniforms and go out to the field" Ray and Kyle dress and leave through the back door. You admit the next student and repeat this process for the rest of the team. Sadly, you had to let go of a couple..._Unwilling..._parties. By the end, you had cut the weak from the team. "Alright, team. Thankfully, I was able to cut the lard out of the team. We are a team of men and we don't have time for those who don't truly understand" You say at the end of practice. "It looks like we have our work cut out for us this season." They all nod in response and leave the locker room. Going back to Coach Johnson's office, you think to yourself how much you enjoy the power, how much you love being in charge of so many attractive men. Opening the door you go to find your still motionless body. Putting on your gloves and jacket, careful to avoid skin contact, you go to sit on your body's lap. You feel the coach's dick get hard, even after Re-educating he had done.

"You make me the horniest out of anyone I've ever seen in my entire life." You grind Coach Johnson's plump ass on your body. Although you aren't in your body, you feel your dick get hard under Coach Johnson. You lean in, an inch between your faces, "I'll do whatever it takes to get what I want." With that, you lean in and begin making out with yourself. *click* The transfer was immediate and you felt yourself return to your old body, Coach Johnson sloppily making out and vigorously grinding you.